The general kneels on the washboard again

Chapter 139: No Noble Son in a Poor Family

Hu Yanqiu held a long sword in his hand, and every move was murderous, aiming only at Jiang Yunxiao's face.

Jiang Yunxiao dodged sideways and used his spear to neutralize Hu Yanqiu's sword.

The shadows of swords and the lights of guns intertwined, the moves were unpredictable, and the air around them seemed to be stirred by the momentum of the two men.

Yan Qi wanted to step forward to help, but was stopped by Jiang Yunxiao: "Little assassin, I can do it alone."

After all the assassins on Yue Niang's side were cleared out.

Fu Yuanniang looked at Hu Yanqiu who was gradually losing the upper hand and stopped him in time: "Hu Yanqiu, stop fighting, this is my brother-in-law."

Hu Yanqiu paused and stopped.

Jiang Yunxiao also put away his gun in time.

"So you lied to me?" Hu Yanqiu asked Fu Yuanniang in poor Dacheng dialect.

"Why did you lie to me?" Hu Yanqiu was smiling, but his eyes were full of indifference.

Fu Yuanniang looked at Hu Yanqiu: "Because I'm in love with you, and I'm not sure if you're in love with me too."

Hu Yanqiu pointed at the jade pendant on Fu Yuanniang's waist and said, "This was passed down from my mother before she passed away. I told you it's for my future wife."

"But you know me. I'm not worthy to be your wife."

Jiang Yunxiao patted Hu Yanqiu's shoulder and said, "Let's go in and talk. Don't be so unclear that you'll regret it."

Hu Yanqiu's expression softened a bit, and as he walked in, he said, "Yuan Niang, I really want to spend my life with you. Before you, I have never loved anyone else."

Jiang Yunxiao and Yue Niang left with a group of people, leaving the two of them alone.

Fu Yuanniang looked at Hu Yanqiu with a look of distrust: "How can I believe it? How can someone like me be worthy of it?"

Hu Yanqiu put his arm around Fu Yuanniang's shoulders even more firmly: "I will make you believe it. Tell me, why did you lie to me?"

"I know you care about deception, so I set up this trap. I thought that after you knew it, you would leave Dacheng and leave me. I would only be a burden to you."

"You have never been a burden to me." Hu Yanqiu continued to confess word by word.

"Hu Yanqiu, I have a husband. My husband gave his body to you, but you took it without any gentlemanly manners. I should hate you, not love you."

Hu Yanqiu was truly dejected now: "So you don't dare to respond to me? Are you avoiding me?"

Fu Yuanniang nodded: "Yes, every second I'm with you, I feel like a commodity. How can a commodity fall in love with its owner? Commodities are mobile. Do you know how many people Ling Xun has given me to?"

Hu Yanqiu and Fu Yuanniang distanced themselves: "Okay, I understand. I wish you all the best in the future."

Hu Yanqiu is gone...

Fu Yuanniang's eyes were filled with tears, but she still held back her grief and went into the house.

Yue Niang was eating melon seeds.

Fu Yuanniang walked in: "Big sister, thank you. I can say that I have experienced the feeling of being loved for once. I have no regrets in this life."

He took out a piece of paper from his bosom and said, "This is the correspondence between the Third Prince and Qie Feng. Take it."

Yue Niang didn't know what was happening outside: "Where is Hu Yanqiu?"

Fu Yuanniang said, "Let's go."

Yue Niang walked over puzzled, and sure enough, there was no one outside the door. "Don't you like him? Why?"

Fu Yuanniang also sat down: "I like him, but I can't go with him, otherwise Ling Xun will definitely use this to threaten him in the future. He is a man who wants to do big things."

Moreover, King Feng is already very old, and the future new king is extremely violent, so naturally many people are ready to make trouble.

"What are your plans for the future?" Yue Niang asked Fu Yuan Niang.

Fu Yuanniang smiled calmly: "I'm already free, and you still want to control me? The sky is high and the earth is vast, I can go wherever I want in the future."

The snowstorm in Wenzhou ended earlier than expected, and Jiang Yunxiao and his wife returned to Kyoto in early June.

Before leaving, Qin Shaobai gave Yue Niang a painting of "Autumn Melody and White Chrysanthemum": "This is my favorite painting recently. Although it is not a famous calligraphy or painting, please don't despise it."

Yue Niang took it and opened it, she couldn't help but exclaim, "How could it be so vivid?"

Wait, why does this signature look so familiar?

Jiang Yunxiao also noticed it and moved closer.

The couple looked at each other and asked, "Isn't this Jiang Yunsheng?"

Yue Niang put the painting away and asked, "Master Qin, who painted this? Do you recognize him?"

"He's just the new cashier in my shop. I thought the painting was good, so I bought it. What's the matter?"

"Can you introduce me to someone?" Jiang Yunxiao and Yue Niang asked in unison.

Qin Shaobai didn't know what they were going to do, so he told the servant beside him to go get someone: "Go get Mr. Han."

Not long after, the servant brought back a well-mannered man.

Apart from the thick beard on his face, the man was dressed neatly.

The servant said, "Master, the person has been brought here."

Han Mo saluted politely: "Boss, what's the matter with calling me here?"

Qin Shaobai didn't know either. He looked at Jiang Yunxiao and Yue Niang and said, "The people are here. What's going on with you two?"

Jiang Yunxiao asked directly, "I wonder if you have ever participated in the imperial examination?"

Hearing about the imperial examination, Han Mo, who was already depressed, became even more depressed. "How rude of you, young master! Everyone in Wenzhou knows that I, Han Mo, have failed the examinations for six years. And you are picking on my sore spot."

Six years? Didn’t Jiang Yunsheng start taking the exam the same year he passed?

Yue Niang quickly tried to smooth things over: "I'm sorry, sir, we are from Lingzhou. My husband once saw a poem whose handwriting was very similar to your painting 'Autumn Rhythm and White Chrysanthemums' and thought it was an old acquaintance."

Seeing Han Mo's expression ease a little, Yue Niang continued, "I wonder if you know Jiang Yunsheng?"

“Jiang Yunsheng!!!” When Han Mo mentioned Jiang Yunxiao, he seemed to want to kill him: “That ungrateful villain.”

From Han Mo's words, Yue Niang felt that they must have a story.

But Han Mo refused to say more: "If you saw my calligraphy at Jiang Yunsheng's place, then you must know Jiang Yunsheng. Just pretend you haven't seen me today. I don't want to talk to you any more."

Yue Niang also refused to give up: "Master, ah, let me be frank with you, Jiang Yunsheng is my husband's and my brother's brother, but he has been relying on his fame to pressure us again and again, and we have no way to stop him."

Yue Niang wiped her eyes pretentiously and said, "I know that you once worked as a teacher in the Jiang Mansion. I originally wanted to look for you in Wenzhou this time, but I was busy with the snowstorm and never found you. It's fate that I found you today."

Han Mo asked doubtfully, "Are you from Duke Jiang's Mansion?"

Seeing Han Mo's doubts, Yue Niang quickly took out the badge of the Duke's Mansion and said, "That's right, that's right, this is the badge of our Duke's Mansion."

Han Mo took the badge and asked, "What do you want to know?"

"What exactly happened between you and Jiang Yunsheng?"

"Seven years ago, I went to the capital to take the imperial examination. I fainted from hunger outside the gates of Lingzhou City. It was Jiang Yunsheng who saved me. From then on, I became a guest in his house. I often wrote articles and paintings for him, and he took them out and said they were his own. We took the imperial examination in the same year. After the results were announced, he was on the list. The first thing he did was to kick me out of the Jiang family. After that, every time I took the exam, he would make things difficult for me. I was exhausted this year and didn't bother to go."

Yue Niang suddenly realized: "Then do you think Jiang Yunsheng doesn't actually have the talent to be the top scholar?"

Han Mo shook his head and said helplessly: "But he has the luck of being the top scholar. Luck is also a part of strength."

Jiang Yunxiao started poaching people right in front of Qin Shaobai: "Would you like to come to Lingzhou with me? Be my family's accountant? The salary is ten times that of Wenzhou. How about it?"

Qin Shaobai stepped forward and said, "That's too much, Jiang Yunxiao. I'm still here."

Jiang Yunxiao pushed Qin Shaobai back.

Han Mo said firmly: "I won't go."

Jiang Yunxiao would not give up: "I was the one who saved you seven years ago, but I saved you and handed you over to Jiang Yunsheng. I was in a hurry to go to the military camp with my father, and I didn't know what would happen to you."

"What? How can I trust you?"

Jiang Yunxiao was so anxious that he turned around and around: "After I saved you, I put a five hundred tael silver note in your inner pocket. Have you remembered it?"

Han Mo said in disbelief, "I'm the only one who knows about this. Jiang Yunsheng never mentioned it. I was wondering at the time why he would give me money after bringing me back home. I've always kept that banknote close to me as a testimony of our friendship."

"It turns out I recognized the wrong person."

Yue Niang watched this ridiculous situation unfold and asked, "So Jiang Yunsheng had no intention of telling Han Mo about his true savior from the beginning. He just wanted Han Mo to be grateful. Later, when he discovered Han Mo's talent, he hid it even more deeply?"

The words "A poor family cannot have noble sons" also suddenly appeared in Yue Niang's mind.

Qin Shaobai was still confused: "Should I hire a new accountant?"

Yue Niang stood beside him and said, "Well, I think so. It's still early, so go write the notice!"